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Hello there folks. I am originally from
California, although, this story takes place in
In July of 2004 my Mother,
Stepfather, and I were in Thailand conducting
some business. Unfortunately not long after we
arrived my Stepfather fell off of a ladder and
broke his neck. He was rushed to a nearby
hospital in Bangkok. He was admitted and we were
told that he would have to stay at the hospital
for a few weeks.
We, my Mother and I, felt
terrible about the whole situation and promised
him we would be back in about a week to stay with
him. Well a week later we were moved into the
hospital room. The room was very nice and
spacious. I had my own TV and bed and everything
was going fine. Until, they moved us into a new
room. This new room was smaller, but it was
cheaper. Right when I walked into the room it
didn't feel right. I had the strangest feeling
that I had been in that room before. This was
impossible being that I had never been to
Thailand before that.
I ignored my feeling and
started to make myself at home.
The first night
there I couldn't sleep at all. Every time I would
close my eyes I had the strangest feeling that I
was being watched from the bathroom, which was
opposite my bed about 8 feet away. My room was
especially cold and my Mother admitted later on
to me that she did not feel comfortable in that
room at all.
I usually stayed up late to talk
with the nurses. They were really nice which is
typical of Thai people. One nurse would ask me
continually "How did you sleep?" I always told
her that I slept fine.
The very last night in
that room was different. My parents had just
fallen asleep and I decided that I would switch
the television off and do the same. About ten
minutes of laying in the dark I got the strangest
sensation. Then the growling started. It was
TERRIFYING! It was very low and sounded like a
lions roar in slow motion, only, much deeper.
sounded like a half human-half animal.
Then the human voices came swirling around my
head. They sounded like they were trying to tell
me something. Some voices sounded lost and
distant, some were close and very angry. Some
sounded like they were coaxing me and some
sounded as scared as I did. A lot of the voices
were crying uncontrollably.
Now I know where
that expression "STIR OF ECHOES" came from. It
sounded just like that, all the sounds swirling
around my head, getting louder, then just fading
away and always coming back again.
I was too
scared to move or talk. I was NOT ASLEEP, just
petrified. All these voices scared me half to
death but "THE GROWLING" topped them all.
That "thing" sounded just like a demon. Then the
raspy moan came from under my bed. Something was
under my bed and trying to get onto my bed!! I
heard its LONG fingernails scratching at the side
of my bed. I was stuck like this for what seemed
like an eternity until my Mother walked to the
bathroom and turned on the light. As soon as the
light turned on, the whole thing stopped and I
shot out of bed like a bullet. I wanted to vomit
or somethIng. She walked Into the room and
immediately said "Wow! Why is it so cold in
here?" I didn't answer. I just grabbed a pillow
and slept out In the hallway for the rest of the
The next morning I decIded to make an
offering to the spirits. In case you are
wondering, Buddhists believe that by making an
offering of food or other things that spirits
cannot enjoy in the afterlife, you will appease
their sadness or grief.
Well that morning my
Mother went away to do some business so I was
alone with my Stepfather, who by the way never
left the bed and couldn't do so even if he wanted.
I went down to the little street next to the
hospital and bought some MOO PING (Barbecue Pork
on a stick, I would recommend this if you are ever
in Thailand). I came back in the room and put
about five sticks off Moo Ping on a plate along
with some sticky rice. I placed the plate on the
table and said a little prayer. Basically I
asked the spirits to forgive us for never
offering anything to them and to please enjoy
this offering and be at peace. I left the room
and entered the bathroom. As soon as I closed
the door I heard the dish clanking around
violently on the table where I had placed it. I
knew that my offering had been accepted.
the hospital that day. Before we left the nurse
who kept asking me how I had slept the night
before told me that the room directly below ours
was where they put patients after they had died.
I don't stay in hospitals since that night.
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Thanks for reading!
Submitted From: Izzy, CA, USA
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